It was the music that decided what to do
when I had nothing. when I had nothing.
You came and gave me something no one ever would
so I had something, so I had something,
but then I lost against the world
and I lost myself so now I'm back to nothing.
It should be as I left it,
but it's not the same  it's not the same
because the memories start ringing
and remind me that you're never coming back.
it's not the same  it's not the same
Now everybody keeps on asking how you are.
I'll tell them "just fine"
that you are "just fine".
And every day I find your name in someplace new,
then I would miss you.
Yeah, I would miss you.
cause it's not the same  it's not the same
because the memories start ringing
and remind me that you're never coming back.
it's not the same  it's not the same
And now we lost against the world,
and we lost ourselves so now I’m back to nothing.
It should be as I left it,
but it's not the same   it's not the same
because the memories start ringing
and remind me that you're never coming back.
it's not the same  it's not the same
because the memories start growing
and it keeps me hoping that you're coming back.
It's not the same   It's not the same
without you. without you.
P.S.
I wish you could be here,
my innocent childhood,
come back to me I miss you.
If only you'd be here I'd tell you
"I'm sorry for the man I've become"
and start over new.